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nket covering his legs and threw it on the floor. He managed to sit up, placing both hands supporting his sitting position. “What a lovely day",he said standing up. He walked towards the bathroo

on pal, it's just a greeting and ....". “You Know why I am here", Rick cut him short. “No",he lied. “Really!" “Yup". “Well, I will tell you why I'm here. Your rent has been due in 5 days and you said this week you're gonna pay up",he reminded him. “Oh, that", Ryan responded. “Yes that". “This is quite expensive and you have to keep up with your bills if you don't wanna live on the streets", Rick advised. “You're damn right", Ryan agreed. “How much is it, I mean the rent". “Come Ryan, are we gonna go through this again?", he asked. “Well maybe". “It's two thousand dollars". “Two what!". “Thousand dollars",he replied. “Damn", Ryan reached his pocket and brought out some dollar bills. He handed it over to him. Rick counted it and nodded. “Why don't you send someone else to take your rent". “Well, I prepare to take it myself because of people like you who don't pay on time",he replied. “Oh, fine your choice". “So how's your day going?",Rick asked after seeing his money. “Going well", Ryan replied knowing he asked because of the rent has been paid. “I'll

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e boss",he replied walking towards him. “Well, I just wanted to tell you to keep up with the good works. You Know it's been few years you joined us and since then you've been showing me your loyalty. I'm really impressed I must confess", Raul said puffing out smoke from his mouth. “Th

d to Duane. “Yes I can see that",he replied. “You guys should make sure that all the weapons are

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t sir",he told him. Ryan didn't respond, he just waved at him and the driver zoomed off. Dine and Wine Club is really a place to be. It's about five storey building. Bright lights shining outside but one couldn't hear a damn noise emerging from inside. He walked towards the entrance and and found two huge men standing in front of the door. They seems to be bouncers. Their muscular stature didn't intimidate him cause he was very sure he could take them both. “Hands up",one of them ordered. He raised both hands in order for them to search him. They placed their scanner on him and also searched him with their hands. After all the search, they opened another door which seems to be the main entrance. He walked inside. Inside was more lively than the outside. Music of different kind playing here and there. Different colors of lights changing to make the place more lively. People dancing,some chatting while some drinking. He walked straight to the bar. He knew he didn't have much cash on him. He sat on a high stool and placed both hands on a high marble in front of him. He turned left and saw a tattooed guy talking to a girl who ought to be his girlfriend. He turned right and saw another girl sitting alone, drinking. She has a ponytail, wearing a red sleeveless shirt and a black mini skirt, thereby revealing her laps. Her beauty was charming, almost no man could resist. He was admiring her as som

gentleman was. “Who the fuck are you?",one of them asked in a high tone. “Fuck off man, this is none of your business", another added as they continued holding her. Ryan couldn't hold himself anymore. “I said let her go or else...".“Or else what". “Back off man,"another said poking his chest with his index finger. Ryan quickly held it and twisted it. “Ahh..." Ryan hit his head on a table beside him. He fell down groaning in pains. The remaining three saw what happened and we're angry. “Get him",the biggest ordered. They left the girl and one of them walked towards him. He moved his right hand in order to punch him but he moved back and held his hand. “Too slow", Ryan warned. He punched him in the face and he fell

",he said in disappointment. He kept on walking as he heard something. He stopped and looked back but saw no one. He kept on wal

ther one with the club.“Hmm, impressive, get him". Six rushed him at once. He moved back and struck one on his arm. Another struck him on his back. He tried to fight back but they were more than what he could handle at the moment. Before he could figure out what was happening, a felt

d. “How can I move when I can't see a damn thing". He removed the sack from his head. He pushed him, holding him on his neck and directing him where to go. They walked into a room not quite bright but one could hardly see a face clearly. “This is him boss". H